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Commitment lacking talent
Aloha Fellow PRSers,
Beginning this thread after a suggestion; been playing PRS since 1995, and after many years admiring and watching others create their own amazing designs, finally found myself in a situation where it was time to build my own Private Stock instrument. My guitar will deliver in spring 2020, 6-8 months from now.
Despite actually being a silent part of this forum for many many years, I'd never properly introduced myself. I've appreciated the camaraderie here - so here's my story...
I own several PRS already, and like most here, am constantly on the prowl for the next... my musical life began as a left-handed drummer, but as a geeky kid who didn't make friends so easily, ticket sales for my drum shows peaked somewhere before my first solo gig, and never really recovered. At some point, I got tired of the guitarists getting all the girls, and decided it was time to take things into my own hands...
My first guitar was a red Yamaha in about 1982, which ended up looking suspiciously alike today's S2 Vela in that fiery red color of the month - I'd even made my own white pickguard with that scorpion's tail... mine had a sharper tip. My second was a midnight blue Kramer... you all get the idea... I continued in drums for years despite my secret new passion... and guitar somehow morphed in later years to piano... which is now an equally humbling motivation as a musician.
I joke that a guy named Robert Zimmerman torpedoed my musical aspirations. Turns out my mom went to high school with 'that guy,' and when I discovered young that music was my passion, dedicating my life to music wasn't the most popular idea, despite my parents' support for my young gigging ways in northern Minnesota. By the time I was old enough to buy a drink, I'd already lost most of my partying interest after several years watching other people's adventures in backwoods bars.
I'll spend my life chasing a dream of musical competence, and magical instruments have always played a part. Along the way, I've been fortunate to join quite a few inspiringly competent players in some truly unique venues. Perhaps the most unusual was playing a set unplugged with Toby Keith atop a missile launcher aboard ship in the North Arabian Sea... or the football stadium in Indonesia, fireworks included... Peru, Brazil... I've been lucky.
So there's my backdrop. Music will never be my living but will always be my passion and the fullest expression of my identity. On to the guitar...
Beginning this thread after a suggestion; been playing PRS since 1995, and after many years admiring and watching others create their own amazing designs, finally found myself in a situation where it was time to build my own Private Stock instrument. My guitar will deliver in spring 2020, 6-8 months from now.
Despite actually being a silent part of this forum for many many years, I'd never properly introduced myself. I've appreciated the camaraderie here - so here's my story...
I own several PRS already, and like most here, am constantly on the prowl for the next... my musical life began as a left-handed drummer, but as a geeky kid who didn't make friends so easily, ticket sales for my drum shows peaked somewhere before my first solo gig, and never really recovered. At some point, I got tired of the guitarists getting all the girls, and decided it was time to take things into my own hands...
My first guitar was a red Yamaha in about 1982, which ended up looking suspiciously alike today's S2 Vela in that fiery red color of the month - I'd even made my own white pickguard with that scorpion's tail... mine had a sharper tip. My second was a midnight blue Kramer... you all get the idea... I continued in drums for years despite my secret new passion... and guitar somehow morphed in later years to piano... which is now an equally humbling motivation as a musician.
I joke that a guy named Robert Zimmerman torpedoed my musical aspirations. Turns out my mom went to high school with 'that guy,' and when I discovered young that music was my passion, dedicating my life to music wasn't the most popular idea, despite my parents' support for my young gigging ways in northern Minnesota. By the time I was old enough to buy a drink, I'd already lost most of my partying interest after several years watching other people's adventures in backwoods bars.
I'll spend my life chasing a dream of musical competence, and magical instruments have always played a part. Along the way, I've been fortunate to join quite a few inspiringly competent players in some truly unique venues. Perhaps the most unusual was playing a set unplugged with Toby Keith atop a missile launcher aboard ship in the North Arabian Sea... or the football stadium in Indonesia, fireworks included... Peru, Brazil... I've been lucky.
So there's my backdrop. Music will never be my living but will always be my passion and the fullest expression of my identity. On to the guitar...
